Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Ghana and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Althea and Donna to the techno kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Curtis Mayfield. All the underground hits.
All New Age Steppers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Glambeats Corp. record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bootsy Collins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Arab on Radar,
The Offenders,
Arcadia,
The Zeros,
Young Marble Giants,
Technova,
Joyce Sims,
Sugar Minott,
Simply Red,
Q65,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Robert Hood,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Television,
Dawn Penn,
Bauhaus,
Morten Harket,
the Human League,
Reuben Wilson,
Jerry Gold Smith,
B.T. Express,
Boogie Down Productions,
Scrapy,
Tomorrow,
Unwound,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Altered Images,
The Leaves,
Lucky Dragons,
Max Romeo,
Japan,
Severed Heads,
The Moleskins,
Cheater Slicks,
David McCallum,
Ice-T,
Banda Bassotti,
Los Fastidios,
Jandek,
Sex Pistols,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Goldenarms,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Kenny Larkin,
Sun Ra,
Y Pants,
New Age Steppers,
The Fortunes,
ABBA,
Harpers Bizarre,
Neil Young,
The Barracudas,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Echospace,
Joensuu 1685,
Mantronix,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Moody Blues, The Moody Blues, The Moody Blues, The Moody Blues.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.